I think I have posted this before, but I am posting it again – these are the KIDS OF SURF CITY -I know a few are missing – some very important to our “crew.” If you have any pictures that include more please post them. I love you all – well, most of the time. Anyway, here is a tribute to the kids of Surf City. Hope you enjoy it.
THE KIDS OF SURF CITY
We are the kids of Surf City
Our time knows no boundary
We live forever, our dreams are bound
By the sea, its smell, its feel, its sound.
And all we need to know of truth
Has been allowed to us through youth.
From towers left by Bumble Bees
We saw so far beyond the trees
To lands and isles and foreign nations
All brought to us through imaginations.
Oh, those mighty days, our golden youth
Were all we needed to know of truth.
When from our sights we saw the sails
Of pirate ships and cannon balls
Like brothers fighting with sea oats swords
We conquered dunes, becoming lords
And all we needed to know of truth
Was provided by our winsome youth.
New age has come to join our crew
Creeping Time spreads among we few
Who lived so free, tho still are bound
By that sea and all that we had found
From the blessed colored lens of youth
Still we hold the secret of the truth.
Carol Ann Ross
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